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Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@HushedWhispers whatever works for you ^^

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@Raxacoricofallapatorius seems legit. And then they kiss

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@Raxacoricofallapatoriusplants are all the same waste of money dude if it dont grow gum, dtf babes with fine butts, or MORE money connor just isn't interested

CLOSED.

Troy

Troy Markus Blake III

Winning isn’t everything, it’s the only thing.
-Vince Lombardi

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Name: Troy Markus Blake III

T R O Y M A R K U S B L A K E I I I

Nickname:

Troy

Birth Date:

1/1/1999

Age:

17

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Straight

Relationship Status:

Single, unless he gets hooked up while im doin’ relationships lol

Occupation:

Waiter at a local diner

Classification:

Senior

Role:

Rebel(head, maybe?)

In Depth Appearance:

About 6’2”, and relatively muscular(for a high-schooler), Troy’s grown into his personality, so to speak. He’s every bit as intimidatingly looking as he acts. He often has bruises on his stomach and sides from the more controlled fighters he goes against in the combat club, but the highschoolers he goes against leave blood stained mementos on his face. Busted lips and black eyes are almost as staple to his appearance as game day jerseys are to the jocks. His nose is kind of crooked as a reult of being broken once or twice(or maybe five times).

He wears simple t-shirts and pants, not seeing much reason to dress overly fancy. He has a leather jacket that he’s very fond of, and in the pockets he keeps his essential everyday carries: his cell phone, his headphones, band-aids, phone charger, lighter,a pair of MMA gloves to protect his knuckles when fighting, and a pocket knife. His shoes are worn out and he very obviously needs a new pair, though for whatever reason, he refuses to purchase one.

M Y Q U I R K S

Habits | Quirks | Oddities

Hobbies:

• Fighting, specifically MMA and boxing, recently joined a combat club
• Video games, specifically Battlefront and Diablo 3
• Exercise
• Caring for his gecko

Likes:

• Waffles, but only if every square is buttered properly
• Bacon, only when it's extra crispy(read: burned)
• Reptiles, he has a pet crested gecko named Steven, the only thing he loves(jk i swear)
• Picking fights, he’ll fight anyone, anytime, anywhere
• Winning, subsequently, winning the fights he picks has nearly become second nature to him; he’s a force to be reckoned with at the school
• Disney movies
• Moe animes
• Movies
• Soap operas, if you know, don’t you EVER tell

Dislikes:

• People backing down from a fight, looking to get punched anyway? This is the way
• Bullies, it’s almost hypocritical. Almost
• People saying his gecko is cute or anything less than a fearlessly killing machine, he raise Stevie from birth and Stevie is a fighter just like his owner, dammit!
• Blankets, he always sleeps above them
• Apple products, H I P S T E R S

Fears:

• Losing, he hasn’t lost a fight since he was in middleschool, and fears if he does the image he’s built for himself will come crashing down around him
• Losing Steven, if Stevie died, Troy might actually shed a tear
• The fact that he has no idea what he’s doing after high school, hasn’t even vaguely considered it

Personality:
♦ Confident ♦ Explosive ♦ Fearless ♦ Arrogant

Troy’s personality is hard to explain. He seems like a bully to most A and B listers, but to the others he’s almost a protector. Once bullied himself, Troy refuses to stand for it and has taken a sort of ‘head bully’ position at the school, beating off anyone that picks on someone ‘below’ them. Troy can and will fight anyone from the King & Queen bees, to the lowest of the outcasts. He cares not about the social reaction to who he fights, only that those who cannot protect themselves, like he used to be unable to do, are safe.

Some of the lower classmen look up to him in an almost admirable way, to which Troy shakes his head. He doesn’t think he’s anything to be admired; if anything he thinks he should be hated. He considers what he does a necessity, feeling that if he didn’t do it, more people would get hurt than those that do with him ‘in charge.’ He has few friends, but he doesn’t mind. Those that he is close to, he is incredibly fond of, and would stick his neck out for in an instant.

Outside of the school, Troy is vaguely the same, but vastly different. He’ll still fight if necessary; but all he really wants to do when he’s not making sure that the people he deems incapable of taking caring of themselves are saved, is sit at home, playing with Steven and resting on his bed while watching whatever tickles his fancy, recharging from the massive amounts of drama that plague high school life, which he finds to be completely exhausting. While he doesn’t attend every party, Troy makes a few choice appearances here and there, to the larger parties.

Troy frequently cuts class and can be found aimlessly wandering the halls while the rest of the students are listening to their teachers. Some of the nerds and geeks willingly do his homework for him, which Troy appreciates, though he doesn’t understand their reasoning; which is if they don’t do it for him, he’ll beat them too. He didn’t start that particular rumor, but he likes the fact that it’s in place.

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D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T

History:

There was lots of love for Troy growing up, which lead his mother to be seriously confused as to why he acts the way he does in school. His mother hates that he fights, and anytime he comes home with blood on his hands or his face, he expects a severe tongue lashing from her. His father, on the other hand, has come to terms with his boy’s aggressiveness, and signed him up for MMA classes early in his freshman year, after this all started.

Throughout middle school, Troy was picked on by the ‘big’ kids; the freshman and sophomores, for almost no reason other than that he was younger than they were, and awkward, having not hit puberty quite yet. In his 8th-9th grade summer, he was out walking when he ran into the bullies. He thought he was going to be beaten, again, but a nearby elderly man stepped in, turning every joke and prod the bullies shot at Troy around onto them. The leader of the bullies intended to beat the man, thinking it would be simple due to his age, but the man dropped his cane and dispatched the young guns with expert boxing skills, while Troy looked on in awe.

The man would instantly become Troy’s hero, idol, and role model. They became fast friends; the man’s name is Phil, but Troy affectionately refers to him as ‘the old man’ to the few friends he has. The old man spent the rest of the summer training Troy and teaching him to stand up for himself and those who cannot, much like the old man did for Troy on the day they met. And on his first day in highschool, Troy did exactly that, attacking the bullies who came to mess with him just as they had in the years before, and winning. Since then, he’s had his position in the school be rather clear.

On the first day of his sophomore year, the old man gave Troy the crested Gecko that he very, very much loves. On the day Troy turned sixteen, the old man got him a job at a diner ran by one of his old friends. Troy is beyond grateful for everything Phil has done for him, and has no idea how to pay him back other than to keep doing what he’s doing, which is part of the reason why he fights so hard against people who prey on those who can’t defend themselves.

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M I S C .

Extracurricular Activities:

• Combat club

Extra:

yeah but i don’t have a favorite song from this year sorry

Anything Else:

Anything else you feel like we should know about your character?

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Here's my character @HushedWhispers I hope he's ok :d I have more ideas for characters too, particularly an animal so like, expect some more if i get approved here >_>

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

Hrm, to have Tas help the man and keep him from bleeding out or not.... damn Hippocratic oath...

@Lady Amalthea

let him die he seems like the kind who will sue

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

I'm eventually going to just write Connor calmly sipping a Sprite 0(and mentally cursing his luck at grabbing a Sprite 0, honestly) and watching this. Belle will probably go for Nat.

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@Lady Amalthea

I never actually watched that movie XD. Is it good?

@SgtEasy

yes

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

@Lady Amalthea He ain't gonna hit him, he's already beaten enough

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

He wasted perfectly good alcohol, what a dick

Growing Up | It's Anything But Simple

Bryant O’Connor

Interactions with: Benji(in spirit)-@Raxacoricofallapatorius Lucie-@Symphoni, Claire-@Lady Amalthea
Location: The Party

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Connor grinned as Nat unwrapped Benji’s first present, happy to see that his advice hadn’t fallen on deaf ears. The second present, though? That had been something that Connor hadn’t seen, and it caused the man to visibly cringe when he saw the cactus. He sighed and made a mental note to bitch Benji out later that day before he turned his attention to Claire, “Yeah, yeah, at least I got that going for me, y’know? Can’t drink at the party, forgot my gum back at the apartment… but hey, at least Claire hates me.” He rolled his eyes and made a dismissive gesture with his hands, stepping back from the group momentarily. He looked at Lucie and smiled when she thrust the packaging into his hands, furrowing his brow slightly at the red hot blush on her face. “Oh, thanks, Lucie! I have done absolutely nothing to deserve this, and you know what? That makes me love it already! Somethin’ wrong? Why ya blushin’ like that?” All smiles, Connor sat his food to the side and tore at the wrapping paper to open it up.

When he saw the candies and gum his grin grew wider. “Nice! You’re a life save, Lou. I thought I was gonna have to deal with this whole party without a single stick of gum and if that were the case… then dammit, I’d lose my damn mind. No offense to our friends, you know, but I can’t handle too much time without the good stuff. Hey, what’s that say?” He squinted down at the wrapping paper, making out the words ‘For Hottie O’Connor’ before he looked at Lucie, with an even wider smile on his lips than before. “So is that what they call me?” He teased, smiling slyly at the girl.

“You’re not too bad yourself, Lucie, really.” Connor said, giving her a quick wink. “And I love the gift, really. Thank you, a ton.” He added, slipping the gifts into his jacket’s pocket. “I’ll make it up to you later tonight unless I get seriously distracted by something or other.”